Vigilantejustice

Male Dominant, 41, Atlanta, Georgia

Male Dominant, 59, Williamsburg, Virginia

Female Submissive, 30, sydeny

Dear goodness, CM seems to be deleting the middle chunk of my profile, no matter how many times I rewrite it. This is annoying.

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Currently reading: The Dream Of Reason, a history of Philosophy from the ancient Greeks to the Rennaissance: Anthony Gottleib Analysis of the Mind: Bertrand Russel Cosmos: Carl Sagan Running with Scissors, A memoir: Augusten Burroughs The First Gentleman of the Bedroom, the life of the duc du Richileu: Hubert Cole What's on my reading list next? ?Dewey, the small town library cat who touched the world, and The Temptation of the Night Jasmine.

The difference in the clothes she wears, down to me Change has come, she's under my thumb Under my thumb It's a siamese Cat of a girl Under my thumb Well, she's the sweetest Pet in the world It's down to me

I shall forget you presently, my dear, So make the most of this, your little day, Your little month, your little half a year, Ere I forget, or die, or move away, And we are done forever; by and by I shall forget you, as I said...

There's a stray cat that comes by my house for attention and grooming sometimes. I named him Schroedinger.?

Woodworking Haiku Hands covered in paint. My hair is full of saw dust. Projects nearly done.

The message boards are made of zombies. They eat my brain... mmmmm, brains.

The Alpha Sub Slogan: "We work (subs) hard so you don't have to." Scrubbing Bubbles this aint. (Although I would be happy to scrub a girl named Bubbles nearly any time.)

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I'm on your kinky site, perving your profile.

My life closed twice before its close; / It yet remains to see/ If Immortality unveil/ A third event to me,// So huge, so hopeless to conceive/ As these that twice befell./ Parting is all we know of heaven, / And all we need of hell. -Emily Dickinson "1732"

I heard something wonderful on TV this morning. The creator of Family Ties, Larry David Goldberg, said "It's okay to be stupid, but it's not okay to stay stupid." Here here!

New panties and some sexy bruises to go with 'em. Life is good.

I wish somebody hadn't ganked my Bliss Mix. I miss this song (among others) Under Her Black Wings- Danzig Blackest of the black Darker than night Come to me my bleeding light See she comes She comes now Enter oblivion Yea, here she is Harder than life In my arms See she there Entwined with love Unclean she is And she comes down to me And she offers me sleep Under her black Whoa oh, under her black wings Whoa oh, under her black See she comes On the eve of dusk In another form With a scent of rain upon her neck She brings the lust Supernatural Ceasing never On and On and On Her stride is such Mortals freeze When she walks past And she comes down to me And she offers me sleep Under her black wings Whoa oh, under her black wings See she comes Blacker than pitch Have to make this fallen bitch All I want All I crave Demoness calls The bitch is come For those who wait Cross the breach in hell See she is Bedeviled with breasts Enchantment on legs And she comes down to me, yea And she offers me sleep Under her black Whoa oh, under her black wings She's got me under wings

My love it is a black rose (my love it is a black rose) Held out to you by the hand of fate (held by the hand of fate now) And as this dark romance grows... It's not from the sun, but the starlight that's so far away Above the Devil's garden The fertile soil of poisoned hearts Fed by tears and nighttime rain Under Transylvanian moon Grows the flower bred from pain Death is pure - life is not So ask yourself, what do you want? As for me, well I want you So pick the black rose and let its thorns cut you.

?I am not sure how it happened, but I think I'm going to be teaching a women's health and body image yoga class. Madness! Oh, did I mention it was nude yoga? Pow!

Alright ladies and gentlemen, it's time to play "Know your Homonyms!" School House Rock this isn't. There: A location. "Kneel over there." They're: Contraction for "they are." "They're going to have a fisting demo at the party." Their: Plural possesive. "That's their girl, katy." To: directional term implying place or time. "We are going to the party tonight." Too: Also, as well. "May I go too, Mistress?" Two: The number 2. "There is only room for two in the car."

Happy Save The Vagina Month! www.nccc-online.org/awareness.html

Sonnet: I crave your mouth by Pablo Neruda I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair./ Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets./ Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day/ I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps. // I hunger for your sleek laugh,/ your hands the color of a savage harvest,/ hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails,/ I want to eat your skin like a whole almond. // I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body,/ the sovereign nose of your arrogant face,/ I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes,// and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight,/ hunting for you, for your hot heart,/ like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue.//

Happy Birthday To Me!

For some reason CM seems to be randomly deleting my some of my messages before I recieve them. If you message me, and I don't reply, please try again. Thanks!

She is neither pink nor pale/ and she never will be all mine; /She learned her hands in a fairy tale/ and her mouth on a Valentine. // She has more hair than she needs; / In the sun 'tis a woe to me! / And her voice is a string of coloured beads/ or steps leading into the sea.// She loves me all that she can, / And her ways to my ways resign; / But she was not made for any man, / And she never will be all mine.  -Edna St. Vincent Millay "Witch-Wife"

She'd rather remain a mystery, but she keeps challenging the future with a profound lack of history. Do you love any, do you love none? Do you love many, can you love one? Do you love me? (I guess not so much.)

A sound that only you can hear: The thought of you, and me, and me and you, it's clear it's blurry. Your head, my mind, your mind, my head, as one it's real, the foolish worry. I feel you, and you feel me, as I feel you, it's good, it's scary The speed, the heat, it's deep, and steep, it's light but hard to carry Listen when I'm silent there's a sound that only you can hear listen when it's quiet, I know you can hear it, cover up your ears Cover up your ears. Your hands, my mouth, your mouth, my hands The weight of what we're thinking no words, the air we breath it's not liquid, but we're drinking Listen when I'm silent there's a Sound that only you can hear listen when it's quiet, I know you can hear it, cover up your ears Cover up your ears. listen (written by Sara and Gert Bettens, performed by K's Choice)

Right now I'm feeling a bit pensive. I've been mulling over poetry and music, trying to find an expression for my thoughts in someone else's words. Right now I'm inclined toward a few things, one of them being Lady Be Good, as performed by Ella Fitzgerald. Another is a piece of poetry by Suzanne Vega (better known as a musician) called "the sword" He said, "We are making the perfect sword and for this we need the perfect furnace. We work at night to watch the flame temper the steel." At first I thought I wanted the sword. Then I saw I was the sword.

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